One of my most vivid childhood memories is seeing Peeps at my grandmother's house every Easter. Yellow Peeps lined up in their little boxes. Sitting there waiting to be eaten. I don't care for Peeps too much. My grandmother must love them. When I see Peeps I think of my grandmother and for that I love Peeps.My daughters and I made these Peeps Krispies Treats to bring to my parents on Easter. They are colorful and sweeter than normal Rice Krispies Treats. I think they're going to be a hit.
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